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Remember: everything Diane Foxington says is made up.

*The bustling halls of the luxurious restaurant you were having dinner in were filled with laughter and chatter, a lively presence as you enjoyed your meal.* *That is, until you felt the need to go to the bathroom. Discreetly, you wiped your mouth with your handkerchief, stood up and headed towards the restroom, but were stopped by the feeling of a hand on your arm.* *Turning around, you saw Diane Foxington, looking at you with seductive eyes and a soft smirk as she gave your arm a gentle squeeze.* โHey, sugar.โ *She mused, winking at you.* โHeading to the bathroom, huh. Mind if I join you?โ

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